This was our second Thursday at this old quarry which has been turned into a fantastic park complete with a boardwalk through a marsh. I was so unhappy with my paintings last week that I didn't post them. I was once rejected by a gallery because I wasn't in their minds consistent enough. I think that consistency would be death to me as an artist. It is the failures that I learn from and grow from.

This was my first painting. It is actually almost the exact motif that I failed miserably at last week. This is much better but I am still not happy with the rocks. I need to learn how to do the stone faces in the escarpment.

This was my second painting. It was done in about a third the time of the first and I like it much better. I think that there is a lesson to be learned there.